Sharp bone blades fell with a whistling sound, effortlessly slicing through the back of the furious neck before colliding with the hard spine.

The strength of the bones of the modified people is far beyond that of ordinary people, because in the process of transformation for several years, the bones that were mainly calcium carbonate in the original body will gradually be replaced by a special artificial alloy.

This alloy is gray and white, and will not be rejected by the human immune system, after being developed, it has basically become a standard item in the human transformation program.

Speaking of which, transforming people is somewhat similar to an old movie called "Wolverine" in the old days.

However, after two strengthenings, the hardness of Qi Lin's bone blade was no longer the same as before, and after feeling the obstacle, Qi Lin let out a loud shout, pushed down with both hands, and wedged the bone blade into the spine of rage!

With another flick of his wrist, he heard a tooth-aching rattle, and a vertebrae were directly dislocated by the bone blade

The vertebrae were staggered, and the soft spinal cord inside was exposed, and Qi Lin immediately increased his strength by three points, directly ripping off the entire head of the rage!

Thick and hot magma-like blood splashed Qi Lin's head and face, and in the overload state, the blood pressure in the angry body has been at a very high level, and what gushes out is like the kind of high-pressure water cannon used to fight fires in the fire brigade.

Kicking the huge head away, Qi Lin gasped rapidly, just now in order to quickly kill this third-order transformer, he directly turned on the second-order boiling blood, and now the strengthening state disappeared, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of a layer of tendons, and he was a little reluctant to even stand.

"The side effects of this second-order boiling blood are really ......"

Qi Lin tried to shake his arm, not only was it extremely sore, but his strength was only about one-third of his usual strength...... And this state will last for half an hour.

As for rage, it is already dead and can no longer die, and the safest way to kill monsters such as modified humans or zombies is to decapitate them.

Although the lifespan of the transformed people is not long, but in the limited lifespan, their vitality is very tenacious, and only when the life potential in the body is completely overdrawn and exhausted, will they quickly age and die in a short period of time.

This is the second time that Qi Lin has fought a reformer head-on, but this guy is obviously much stronger than the brute bear who was only a first-level reformer.

Transformers also have a division of levels, according to the degree of transformation and perfection, divided into one to five levels, each level of strength is slightly stronger than the same level of evolution, but the transformer cannot be promoted, nor can he become an evolver by means such as fusion serum.

These materials are stored in the database of Base 404 as one of the substitutes for the Anomalous, and Base 404 naturally has a lot of information related to transformers.

Under the pressure of public opinion, several major countries in the world are basically secretly researching reformers, but some dictatorial small countries and transnational consortia are much more arrogant, not only researching reformers, but also directly providing employment services for reformed warriors to all parties Qi Lin once met in the mission, which was the target of their mission was hired back from the mercenary market as a bodyguard.

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Seeing Qi Lin beheaded with a knife and became furious, Cheng Yanqiu and the four of them immediately ran over from behind the garbage mountain.

"Your bone blade seems to have changed a lot from when you were in the survival game." Cheng Yanqiu looked at Qi Lin's bone blade and said, he checked Qi Lin's information, naturally including the video of Qi Lin's battle in the Wasteland Survival Grand Prix, at that time, Qi Lin's bone blade was still a fixed Tang horizontal knife style, and now this palm-wide large slashing knife is much more domineering.

"It's just a little bigger." Qi Lin smiled, wiped the plasma off his face, and withdrew the bone blade into his body.

"Let's go, there's too much movement here, and it is estimated that the people of the Mutual Aid Association will be here soon." Qi Lin said.

Cheng Yanqiu nodded, and just took two steps out, a short figure suddenly rushed out of a low adobe house and crashed into Cheng Yanqiu's arms!

"Kill you heretic!"

The immature scream sounded, Cheng Yanqiu pushed the short figure away, stumbled back a few steps while covering his abdomen, and the night owl hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Qi Lin saw that it was a little boy who was only about ten years old, skinny, with only a pair of dirty big pants on his body, and was pushed out by Cheng Yanqiu, and he directly broke three or four ribs, and fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

Looking back at Cheng Yanqiu, I saw that he raised his hand covering his abdomen, and his palm was covered with blood, and a piece of rusty iron with very sharp edges just pierced into Cheng Yanqiu's stomach from the gap in the inner armor.

Qi Lin stepped forward to take a look and said, "I didn't hurt the vital point, I can't die." ”

"I also know that I can't die......" Cheng Yanqiu glanced at Qi Lin, but his tone was still full of pain.

"You bear with me, and the night owl prepares to deal with the wounds." After speaking, Qi Lin pressed Cheng Yanqiu's shoulder with his left hand, and the thumb and index finger of his right hand pinched the piece of iron like a vice, and quickly pulled it out of Cheng Yanqiu's abdomen.

"Hiss......"

Cheng Yanqiu's body trembled, his brows furrowed, and the night owl on the side immediately pressed a piece of cotton wool sprinkled with hemostatic medicine and disinfectant on the wound.

"You don't need a tetanus shot, do you?" Qi Lin half-jokingly.

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head, and his eyes were fixed on the boy who suddenly jumped out and attacked him.

This should be just an ordinary player at the bottom of the mutual aid association, because he is too young and too weak, even the "reserves" who specialize in collecting cannon fodder also want him, but, judging from this child's behavior, the teachings of the mutual aid association have left a deep imprint in his young heart.

The Wasteland Survival Code mandates that Vault dwellers over the age of 16 enter the game, but in fact, many children who are not old enough to enter the game also enter the game, some out of ignorance and ignorance, but more often because of the pressure of life to earn a little bit of necessities in the game world.

Coupled with those promotional advertisements such as "have the opportunity to enter the rich area", the temptation is not ordinary, for children who are not mature enough.

In the early stages of the game, the brutal wasteland environment eliminated a large number of players, so there was a lot of surplus in the number of game pods, and these kids could easily get one.

It is naturally difficult for a child who is not even 16 years old to survive in the wasteland, even if the boy in front of him has joined the mutual aid association, life is very difficult.

However, the hardships of life did not dampen his enthusiasm for the church......

"Do you want to do it yourself?" Qi Lin glanced at Cheng Yanqiu, who was bandaging his wounds, and asked.

This kid was obviously attracted by the angry cannon sound just now, as an enemy, Qi Lin would not have any mercy at this time, he knew very well, the younger the guy, sometimes the more terrible it was on the battlefield, and in their little heads, there was nothing else in their little heads except what the adults taught him.

In those chaotic countries in the Middle East, Qi Lin saw more than once some seemingly harmless children stumbling into the crowd to detonate the bombs hidden on their bodies, and they were brainwashed, and they despised death even more than adults.

Before Cheng Yanqiu could speak, the night owl walked directly in front of the boy in two or three steps, raised his seductive long legs, and directly crushed the boy's fragile throat with one kick. 2k reading web